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Onora- Post 2

It took a long while before Onora was walking away from one of the concessions, now holding almost all the food they had to offer. She couldn't resist the new wonders she found from the Tale culture. She turned and left to find a spot while her mouth already claimed one of the pastries she bought. Looking at the huge crowd she meddled through to get where she was, she stuck to the edge of the stands, not wanting anyone to bump into her, or her food.

She began nibbling on a skewered piece of veggie when a foul smell came across her nose. Instantly, she thought it was something she was holding, yet none of them smelt this bad when she bought them. Her eyes then traveled to a putrid color green on the stand next to her. The Matori ears perked at the conversation and knew the tall Leaf woman next to her agreed that something was wrong.

"Excuse me. Are you really trying to sell this poor girl some rotten Matori fish?" She gasped when she realized exactly which type the man was selling. It was a very common fish, even the younglings would catch it, and they were never these shades. "It smells like I kept it under my skirt while I traveled here." She continued, quite vulgarly.

"What?! Are you saying I'm a liar?"

"Nuhuh. I didn't hear anything of the conversation except that she thinks this is spoiled. Which it is. I cook with this fish almost every day and I ain't never seen it look anything like that." She said, placing her hand on her very chunky hip.

Klaas - Post 2

"K-kid?" Klaas blinked at the one talking to him and squinted down at the Wind man. He wasn't that young! Sure he was only a prentice, but even then, he was no youngling. Klaas huffed and scooted down the stands to go sit by the guy who both insulted him, and talked to him in the same breath.

"Who're you calling a kid, and... what're you eating?" Klaas was always hungry. Hungry forever. He reached out, wanting to poke the dough ball but he didn't. "I'm Klaas, not kid. Guess a name next time, yeah?"

His attention turned back to the arena and the Oban sort of swayed in his seat. There were so many different races! All of him he knew of, and two races he didn't recognize. Interesting. Very, very interesting. He'd ask about them, but then he'd get embarrassed he didn't know and honestly? Klaas came here to have a good time, not feel like he was the stupidest Oban ever. "You look like you could participate, guy. Soooo what's up with that? Bad fighter or just really bad luck?"

Amarone Post 1

Amarone struggled to focus as she wandered about, her teal eyes wide and taking in the sights, the smells, and the wares being sold. Oh there were so many interesting things that people made, and she was drawn toward the crafts and items that weren't simple weapons or toys. She used it as inspiration, and her mind tingled with the ideas that flooded it. So many ideas, opportunities really, and she couldn't help but grin. Maybe, someday, she would be in a booth selling her own inventions.

As she backed up without looking, she nearly stumbled into Neryssa, her eyes turning to apologize before they grew wide.

"You are a Matori! Look at those markings, yes you have to be, oh silly me your skin says it all!" She laughed, but her eyes danced across Neryssa's open skin and colored hair, taking it all in with genuine curiosity.

Neryssa
Post 2

While she herself hadn't exactly been looking where she was going, had stopped to look around, She was clearly lost within the mass of moving bodies and needed to find a way to get to the fringes. Frowning slightly, she turned around to almost run smack into the back of someone else who turned quickly towards her. It was a Wind woman and she seemed as surprised as Neryssa herself.

"Yes, I'm from Matori and am one." She tried to answer as the woman before her talked quickly in an excited fashion. "You're one of the Wind tribe right?"

Neryssa was still learning to identify others from different tribes, traveling with her brother who was set up here somewhere. She had slipped away saying she was going to find food and would be back before the event closed for the day. It would give her time to explore and search for someone. This new strange was interesting to say the least.

"My name's Neryssa," She introduced herself, hands kinds fidgeting at the edges of the sash around her waist, a little shy.

Karothdra
Post 1

Karothdra sat looking at the back of her father’s head with contempt before her eyes moved to his left and found her brother. Still, after everything that had happened and was about to happen then man still refused to acknowledge her publicly as the stronger child. Well, today she would prove in front of everyone that she was the strongest. Her match was coming up soon, someone by the name of Nera. Karo wondered if general Talin’s daughter had entered, but hadn’t she been absent for a while now?

Well if it was her it would be a good match up. Until then, Karothdra sat, crossed her arms and watched the other matchups.

Ziel
Post 1

“I’m going to see if I can find Masika!” Ziel said as she left her parents ignoring the call from her worried mother, she’d said something about not getting in trouble. Ha, Ziel never got in trouble! Ignoring the looks she got, Ziel moved through the crowd, eyes moving and looking for the other Water Hybrid. She knew Dem was supposed to be fighting; Ziel wished her mother was fighting but ah well. One day she would see that woman fight! For now though, she was still scanning the crowd for the blue antenna’s she knew belonged to Masika.

And then finally she spotted her, taking a deep breath Ziel yelled over the crowd. “Masika!” Then she was barreling through the crowd towards her and paused as she got to the seats in front of them and plopped herself right down even though someone cursed at her. “Hey Masika!” She said excited and then turning towards V’demhe she said, “It’s nice to see you V’demhe. I hope your match goes well,” in a much more tame voice. “I am so excited! Mom didn’t want to fight; I wish she was so I could see her fighting! Would be so amazing. She never wants to teach me anything.”

Kresimir .|. Post 2

Not seeing any familiar faces within a few minutes, he shrugged and just started off towards the stands. It seemed there was a small commotion in the stands and people gaped at two women sitting together which made him c**k his head. Sure outsiders were often stared at but this was a little excessive. Until he realized who it was which was fairly easy since for once she had her hood down. An unbidden smile rose to his face as he contemplated going and talking to her. What if her companion was her boss or something and he had gotten her in trouble for their last meeting? Or what if she didn't even want to see him? Well, it wouldn't hurt to go and say hi at least...right?

Kresimir made his way towards Itotia and Aseara. He stopped a little ways away, always giving Itotia the space she had always seemed to want. Dipping his head politely in greeting to the pair, his smile was still large and genuine. "It's good to see you again, Itotia." Not wanting to seem rude to her companion, he smiled and said a soft "Hello." To her as well. He figured he would just say hello and allow her the chance to offer him a seat. After all, he didn't want to force his presence upon her.